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BROWS FURROWED, eyes narrowed a the drink in his hand. Champagne hardly had any effect on him. And he’d only taken a few sips. Nothing really to suggest that he could be drunk or anywhere close to forgetting any of the events at that night’s party. 

But what he had noticed was her. 

A few glasses too many. And her husband all away from across the room now having finally let her alone now that she was vulnerable. Too much alcohol in her system. And hardly any will or want to talk to anyone else but him. Funny how men like that get away with shit. 

“ Is that what you want? To keep forgetting? ”

SUCH A RARE THING, he noted more to himself, twining their fingers, squeezing them in between his grasp, chances like this. Just walking, feeling the sand through your toes and holding the love of your life within arm’s reach so easily and never having to watch them slip past your fingers again. 

He can’t imagine that this happens all the time. 

Otherwise, the world might feel less of a shitty place. 

A small smile and he looked down again at their intertwined fingers. Nodding with a chuckle. “ It’s something, mhm. “

shotbitch asked: ?

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Does my muse trust yours?:

“Aye. I do, actually. She pro’ly doesn’t think I do, but Bev is pro’ly the person I trust most in this world and tha’s sayin’ somethin’, believe me.”

Does my muse dislike yours?:

“No. I may act like I don’t care from time to time, or maybe I may act a wee bit too hard on her, but it’s impossible to dislike her.”

Would my muse kill someone for yours?:

“It’s part of my line of work, innit? Of course, I would. The hardest part is to choose between usin’ a knife or my gun... Or maybe I’ll get creative with my methods... Erm... Sorry, tha’ went a wee bit dark, huh?”

Would my muse kill your muse?:

“..... Why would ye’ even ask tha’? If my actions ended up killin’ Bev in some way... Christ, I don’t even wanna think ‘bout it...”

Would my muse save yours?:

“Time and time again.”

Does my muse find your muse attractive?:

“.... She-.... She’s beautiful.... I’ve known Bev for a long time, and for as long as I’ve known her I... I dunno’.... Aye, I guess ye’ can say I’ve always been attracted to her... Erm... Next question...”

Is my muse disgusted by yours?:

“Bev and disgustin’ are two words tha’ definitely don’t go together.”

would my muse go on a date with your muse?:

“It goes against her Da’s and my deal, but, erm, aye, I would. I mean, I dunno’ how fun of a date I’d be, but I’d take her out to the nicest restaurant I could afford, get some drinks after, and... Well... See where the night takes us.”

would my muse kiss yours?:

“All over, if I could.”

would my muse betray yours?:

“Tha’s just as bad as imaginin’ me killin’ her. Why would I even do tha’!?”

my muse’s favorite thing about yours is ____

“Bloo’y hell, where to begin!? Umm... Her eyes... Her hair... Her smile... Erm, I suppose we a’ready established how attracted I am to her then, eh? Righ’... umm... I love how clever, kind, and funny she is. She also may not see it all the time, but she’s brave. She’s quite possibly one of the bravest people I’ve ever met.”

the thing my muse dislikes about yours is_____

Fitful or quiet sleeper?

Jasmine leans a little more towards quiet sleeper but can occasionally move around and make noise, particularly when having a wet dream.

skills and special talents

Jasmine is very creative with her story-telling and in real life, knowing how to think outside the box which can get her out of sticky situations.  She has great stamina from farm work and is quite skilled at growing her own crops and flowers, as well as using a hatchet.  In the MCU Verse, when she’s allowed to be the reporter for the Avengers, she takes fighting lessons from Black Widow picking the hatchet as her weapon of choice.  In the Supernatural Verse, Jasmine is a very skilled fighter able to hold her own against many supernatural creatures, is good with many weapons (including a knife and a gun) and shows some talent for research but sometimes consults Bobby when stuck.  In the Westworld verse, Jasmine is also talented with a gun having practiced at the Westworld theme park.

disabilities or illnesses 

Jasmine doesn’t really have any disabilities but she does suffer from low self-esteem, depression and a need for validation due to years of her father’s gaslighting.  It’s not uncommon for her to hear her father’s voice in her head saying that she’s a screw up or that she doesn’t have what it takes, which is what can often hold her back as it does cause her to analyze her failures and bad situations more often than she should.  Due to this, it is not uncommon for Jasmine to take on other people’s problems in the hopes of ignoring her own which, more often than not, backfires on her.

habits and mannerisms

Jasmine does have a habit of calling everyone sug.  She also has a tendency to play with her hair when flirting, such as tossing it or brushing her fingers through it.  Jasmine also procrastinates on school work, house work and her own writing.  At one point, when she set aside free time for writing, she spent that time watching YouTube videos.  If Jasmine feels her life is going nowhere, she will turn to wine much like her mother often did.

introvert or extrovert

Jasmine is somewhere in-between, enjoying spending a quiet night at home but wouldn’t mind going out to a restaurant, the cafe, the park or even to a party.  Though there’s a good chance she might get drunk or high at a party... or both.

religious or non - religious 

Robert huffs, "More hunters than fighters, and more hibernators than hunters.” He offers, not sure what kind of answer she was looking for. To be honest he was a little taken off guard by the question, as it was more tame than pervious conversations they had.

   Eddie had been able to hear them all but no matter how hard he tried to follow their voices, they always seemed too far away. There were far too many weird dreams while he had been in his coma, but it was like he blinked, and when he opened his eyes, he was lying in the hospital bed. The beeping of the heart monitor was irritating (already), his throat was sore (from the breathing tube that had been removed the previous day) and he felt like he couldn’t move. But the fire caught his eye.

   Well, it was Beverly’s hair, but his first thought had been fire. Waking up felt like dying, and he couldn’t really gather all his senses. It was like he was stripped of everything, and shoved into some dark room.

    "I suppose that's good advice, but I never lose.” Bonnie hums, tilting her head to look at the other women curiously. 

   “It’s fine, Bev.” He had let his mind wander and that caused the slip up. He was washing the dishes - well, rinsing before they would go into the dishwasher - and the knife just caught his hand. He had no idea why his mind had wandered back to Derry and IT, but Eddie had been anywhere but in their kitchen, rinsing the dishes. The cut wasn’t too deep but it wasn’t just a paper cut, like he was trying to say it.

   Beverly had a cloth on his hand in an attempt to stop the bleeding, and Eddie just felt like an idiot.